The forced singing of zip it dee do da is so horrible that baby seals have been known to club themselves to death upon hearing the agony of teenagers compelled to sing it in exchange for a shot at freedom.

Not one single person here, whether you love him or hate him or feel nothing, none of us are going to get any kind of personal notification when this man passes on. As much as he was worshiped by some, adored by others, and some spent great big chunks of their young lives devoted to the guy and his cause, chances are his inevitable passing will be very quite.

None of us make a difference in this man's life today. I wonder sometimes if we ever really did. Well, maybe one or two were really loved and cared about, but certainly not the majority of us. But please, at least here, don't judge each other for what is expressed. Just let it happen and if it dies a natrual death, so be it. Surely we don't need to segregate the messages into "good" and "bad" so no one get offended.

This thread was meant as an opportunity to put something out there for Art Barker- like the old unmailed letter routine - except this letter kind of gets mailed. Haven't any of you ever lost someone before you had a chance to make amends or say how you really felt? Say what mattered to you - tell someone how he or she affected your life, how they were a factor that helped change it?

I simply proposed to have a say. If he helped you and you want to express that, go for it. Do it now, maybe he will read it or someone will tell him and it will do his heart good.If don't like him but you can forgive him, or are indifferent, whatever you feel, express it. Or not.

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The person who stands up and says, ``This is stupid,\'\' either is asked to `behave\' or, worse, is greeted with a cheerful ``Yes, we know! Isn\'t it terrific ?\'\' -- Frank Zappa

Other than the people he kept in close contact with, we were just positive slash marks he made in some fantasy version of his where 90% of everyone locked up and inprisoned in the seed became drug free successfull adults. I don't think anyone has mentioned to him that this may be faulty, but again....it is a bit later for changing any of that.

Your right stripe. The passing will be quiet except within the tight community of Ft Lauderdale seedlings.

I for one would appreciate if someone who is in that society post here upon his passing.

"Lauderdale, where is your sense of humor? Ginger's joke was not only funny, it was set up perfectly!

I agreed it's funny. Stripe laid out the subject but the joke was all Ginger's own. "

Why thank you, !12. How nice of you to say. But I can't really take all the credit. I learned that from an old Scottsman from Alberta who reminded me very much of a rather large dwarf; long haired, overfed leaping gnome wouldn't be too far off, but old age, hard life, bad knees and all...

Anyway, to answer the other question, no, I don't piss on graves much. In fact, never done it before in my life. It takes a special kind of person to earn that kind of contempt from me.

There's a special place in hell for those who lead others astray and more faith in honest doubt than in half the creeds.

Of all tyrannies, a tyranny exercised for the good of it's victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busy-bodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those that torment us for our own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their own conscience. http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0802808689/circleofmianithem' target='_new'> C.S. Lewis, God In The Dock

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"Don\'t let the past remind us of what we are not now." ~ Crosby Stills Nash & Young, Sweet Judy Blue Eyes

Hey Waygookin! Guess what? I'm gettin' two bottles of tax free Pusser's. I got the first one all figured out, but I'll need a good excuse to tap the second. If you find yourself in the Pgh area w/ time to kill on the way home, I have a basement that's comfortable in the Summer months. Naturally, we'd be obliged by the rules of civility to pay homage for good stories well told from abroad in some way, right? What better way than with a fine bottle of British Royal Navy Rhum?